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BAHAHAHA! [02 Nov 2008|10:35pm] Bill plays Wii Golf. HAHAHAHAHAHA 3 | ±♥

[29 Jul 2008|10:59am] [ music | gogol bordello for the rest of my life. ] right, so, hi. It's been a while, I know. Planning this trip is insanely overwhelming. I don't entirely know if I'll have two jobs or one come the fall. I want to spend all my saved-up trip money on an apartment and a million puppies. I'm totally enraptured with anything to do with Genesis. I finally watched all of Firefly (incl. Serenity). I have so many books. I have also forgotten all my Latin and need to relearn two courses worth before September. My summer-flu is only just melting away after a solid week of gross. and there it is. salue, laura ±♥

[14 Aug 2007|01:19am] I think I am a broken person. ±♥

muck luck. [12 Jul 2007|11:31pm] [ music | I woke myself up - Julie Doiron ] This end of day marks the beginning of a new self. After throwing back the shroud of my infamously bad-luck day, Thursday the 12th, this new self I will now let grow into my old self. Its roots will grab hold in my belly, sucking up all the seething loneliness, self-conscious self-restraining timidness, the abashment held strong by greasy food, self-loathing, and manufactured facade will break down into a gooey pile of who I used to be. This summer is the summer. The summer I always knew would happen, thought had already happened. I have felt too angry, too sad, too backwards, too inside out, for too long. I am a person who deserves to feel happy. I am one who can smile at strangers, make small talk if I want to, but not if I don't. I don't need to prove any longer that I am smart. I don't need to prove I listen to quality music, or watch only 'good' films. I am a person who can embrace what she enjoys, and appreciate that which is to be appreciate in that which she doesn't. This, here, my new self is a self I can be proud of. Someone who feels strongly. Someone who feels completely. Someone who understands what it means to be stuck, but who knows better than to let oneself stay stuck. I am being unstuck. This is history in the making. 4 | ±♥

[27 May 2007|02:50am] So, anyway. What's up with you guys? ±♥

the funniest man in the world? [12 Jan 2007|08:53pm] = Demetri Martin. Dane Cook does not need your help. You love the funny kid with the gay-beatle haircut. Help him. Let's do it to it, people. 2 | ±♥

A good word with an even better definition [09 Dec 2006|11:06am] "Nacket a rude and impertinent boy. From French words meaning 'the tennis court keeper's boy'. Another nacket, of obscure origin, means 'a light lunch, a snack'. The two words should be easy to keep straight, unless you're a cannibal, in which case there is a pleasant congruence." ±♥

I'm just fine. [03 Dec 2006|11:05pm] Um, no thanks. 3 | ±♥

[10 Nov 2006|11:29pm] This is what I've come across: everyone must do things they do not enjoy in order to become who they are. details to come. There is a business inside of me. There is a business that is growing and spewing and loathing and waiting. There is a business that is writhing in agony and pushing against my spine, and licking at my heart, and nipping, and biting, and tearing it to pieces. There is a business in me that is inescapable at this moment. There is a business inside of me that is like an angry lion engulfed in flames hanging in front of your window by a crane as you opened your curtains first thing in the morning on a day when you're feeling unusually clarified and of sound sanity. There is a business inside of me, in this moment, at this time, here, in this place, that is staring me in the face. more, later. Later: this is potentially horrifying. I'm not sure that I'm sure I know who I am. I'm not sure that who I am now is me. From this second what I type is what I type and any mistakes I make are part of the deal and where ever my fingers fall is a part of who I am and the way things are meant to be. becuase things are meant to be as they are and we, not anyone else for that matter, is entitled or allowed to change that. Things are not predetermined but determined. Not pre not post and certainly not by me. Certainly not. So why owhy whywhywhy can I not stop myself from hitting the delete key for every typo I make and every word I write that I decide is wrong. If nothing is wrong. Philosophy is not meant to be at this second but I'm already knee deep in it. There it is again. meant to be. meant to be. ±♥

let's hear it for me. [11 Oct 2006|06:15pm] I can hang around in my underwear, eating M&Ms, and watching horrifying surgery tv shows if I want to. Take that studying and research. Hah. 1 | ±♥

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